Ok, so I fell asleep, even with all those holes ready and wanting more, I fell asleep. I am not as young as I was and I had had a restless night.
When I woke I was alone. The room was dark and someone had covered me with a blanket. A note on the bedside table told me that Pauline had gone home, my daughter Tara, her mother, Marion and new family friend Mike had gone shopping. They would pick up dinner on the way home.
I lay back in the bed and thought about the great day. From the first moment I had laid my hands on my daughter's tits to shoving my fingers up her ass. Such a great day. Knowing I was the first to fuck that tight pussy, man, that was so good. I regretted not tit fucking her more, but figured there was time yet, plenty of time. She had chosen to go to a local college and so would be staying at home.
Did I feel like a dirty old man for filling her tight pussy? Hell no, she was 18 and had proven more than once that she could make up her mind and stick to it. She had wanted my cock, I had given it to her. Better with me than with some pimply teenager who would not give a damn about her pleasure. The idea of others fucking her made me angry. I wanted that sweetness all for myself. And if I wasn't actually fucking it at least I would be watching. My house, my rules, she would not be allowed to fuck anyone else unless I was there.
"Dad, where are you?"
I heard the voice of our younger daughter Susie. She was supposed to be staying over with her Aunt Pauline this evening. I had arranged it earlier before I had known that it had all be arranged before I even knew it.
"Dad??"
"Up here honey, in bed."
She poked her head around the door. "Is everything ok Dad, not like you to be in bed at this hour."
"Just needed a nap baby, what are you doing here?"
She came and sat on the side of the bed, one leg on the floor and one bent at the knee. I wondered if she knew how provocative that was. Knowing her sweet pussy lips would be open. Get a grip Tom, this is Susie, not Tara. I tried to re-focus on the conversation.
"I forgot one of my books for tomorrow. Bryan dropped me over, he is waiting outside."
Bryan was the boy she had been seeing for a few months. He was a nice enough kid, though her mother and I thought it was too soon for her to be seeing only one guy. But she was a sensible kid, never gave us a moment's trouble.
"You are not supposed to be seeing him during the week honey, you know that."
"I know Dad, but Auntie Pauline wasn't home and Sam and Nate are playing on the Xbox. You know you can't get them away from it when they start and I needed my book."
She looked around and sniffed the air.
"Dad it smells like you were having an orgy in here. Jerking off cause Mom is not here?"
"Susie, behave." I tried to look annoyed with her but broke out into a grin. "I jerk off even when your Mom is here."
"Horn dog. I am going to get my book." she kissed my cheek and left the room.
She was back a few moment later, "I thought Tara would be here, grounded for life."
I was trying to work out what to say when we both heard the front door open and giggles coming from downstairs.
"Susie, where are you baby?"
"Mom? Mom is home?" She ran out of the room and downstairs.
I pulled on some shorts and went down in time to see Tara whispering to Susie as Mike and Marion brought in bags from the car.
Susie's eyes widened and she looked up at me for a moment before kissing Tara on the cheek and running out the door, her book under her arm. "See you tomorrow!"
"She knows?" It was more a statement than a question.
"Yup Dad. Who do you think told me what to look out for when you and Mom were having one of your evenings? Susie has always been more observant than me."
I sat down on the step. It was a shock to think of my beautiful, sweet Susie like that. I know, I know a moment ago I was thinking of her pussy and I should not have double standards for the girls, but Tara has always been wild and Susie the epitome of innocence. A thought struck me:
"And Nate?"
Marion came through the door "And Nate what honey?"
"I was wondering if any of the kids had not watched us fucking?" We both turned to look at Tara.
"I dunno, but his room is nearer yours than either of ours, and if we could hear you....." She let the sentence trail off.
Tara came up the stairs and stopped in front of me taking my hands in hers. "Dad, it is ok, you and Mom are great role models. You two may fuck like perverted rabbits, but you love each other and have given us a great life. Better than the asshole could have or would have. "
The asshole was her biological father, John Marshall. She never called him anything else. I hugged her to me and despite the turmoil inside I could feel her tits against my chest. Taking her face in my hands I kissed her deeply.
"Thank you baby, I love you too."
I was ready to break the embrace, but Tara had other ideas and began to kiss me. Her sweet tongue tasting my lips and pushing through them to tentatively play with mine, it was soft and exploratory, but she wanted more and deepened the kiss, demanding I respond to her.
I pulled up her t-shirt and opened her bra and began to caress her tits, forcing my hand between our bodies to reach her nipples. They were already hardening and I wanted to taste them. I pulled away from her savage mouth and dipped my head to suck on one glorious nipple. Her sigh and her hands pushing my head harder against her, was all I needed. I devoured one nipple and then the other, sucking them deep into my mouth and flicking them as I had her clit earlier. She pulled the t-shirt up over her head and threw it and the bra away. Taking her tits in my hands I squeezed the firm flesh loving how heavy they were. Her mouth found mine and as I lay back on the stairs she lay on top of me.
